which was his favourite part of the park. Unfortunately though this was an 8 hour return hike, so a little far for us!! Nevertheless we walked for over two hours and saw only four other people, a miracle in the Torres area!! We got some more great views of the Torres and then headed back to our campsite for lunch.

After the previous killer day we were glad that we only had to carry our packs for just over an hour back down to Chileno refugio. Given the cost we were very surprised to find that the campsite was under trees and very packed - it was like trying to find somewhere to camp at Glastonbury on Saturday morning!! We eventually found a pitch in-between the tree roots though, and enjoyed the main advantages of staying at a refugio campsite - a hot shower and a warm room to sit in with a bottle of wine!! It was a little warmer down here than further up the valley and we slept well until once

again we were woken up at stupid o clock by more mindless idiots!! By this point we were both really fed up of these inconsiderate imbeciles, it’s just not what you need when you have such hard days ahead of you!! It really doesn’t take much effort to get up without having a loud conversation with the person who is 2 feet away from you!! Still, we put it behind us and set off towards the middle of the “W”, the bottom of the French Valley.

The walk down the valley was much easier than up it, but our sore legs and early awakening had begun to take it’s toll, and we actually had a discussion about whether we wanted to carry on, or call it a day here. The consensus was that it would be a shame to quit at this point, and so we passed the point of no return and took the right fork to continue along the “W” towards the French Valley. This was to be the longest day in terms of distance.